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Chapter 14

Rick heard a loud thump noise, and then followed by someone cursing to themselves. Daryl appeared with a bloody fist, wiping he blood down his top
"You okay?"
Rick called out after him, but Daryl ignored him and continued to storm off towards his camp. Rick sighed to himself, deciding to tag along
"Did you have a run in with Shane that I didn't know bout?" Rick half laughed, trying to lighten the mood once he had caught up to Daryl.
Daryl silently glared at him and Rick took the hint, he wasn't in the mood for any type of joke. Daryl sat down besides the fire, looking into it deeply as Rick watched him carefully, he knew something wasn't right.
"Are ya gonna tell me what's goin' on?"
Daryl hesitated, gave up and sighed – he knew Rick wasn't going to leave until he told him anyway.
"Sam's pregnant"
Rick's first instinct was to smile and congratulate Daryl, but kept his composure once he could see the way Daryl was behaving.
He sat down beside him, looking into the fire waiting for Daryl to continue "the kid ain't mine" Daryl said bluntly.
Rick gritted his teeth together, feeling the same pain Daryl was feeling right now – Sam had cheated on him before with Shane... and he secretly knew it was Shane's baby she was carrying. And now, Sam was carrying Shane's baby also. Rick could feel the rage coming up through him and was about the yell at the top of his lungs when Daryl spoke again
"That son of a bitch Dave raped her"
Daryl shot up off the ground, burying his face in his hands "How could I have let that happen to her?!"
Rick could see Daryl was losing it, beginning to boil over "I should have killed him when I had the chance, and then he would have never had TOUCHED HER!"
Daryl's rants were cut off by another voice who had crept up behind them
"Geeze, calm down Dixon. Did you and Sam have a lovers tiff or somethin?" Shane smiled in a sly manner, leant up against the tree with his arms folded over his chest.

"I just want to get his dress off!"
Sam pulled at the zipper to the back of dress, trying to tug it off. Maggie pulled her shaky hands away and held them in hers
"You need to calm down" Maggie said soothingly with her southern drawl accent, telling her to take a few deep breaths.
Sam did what she was told and surprisingly, it helped. Maggie and Sam sat down on the edge of the small bed in the tent, listening to the peaceful crickets outside.
"Daryl will come around"
Maggie stated, with a reassuring smile. Sam placed her hand on her stomach and sighed "I can't do this alone; I can't do it without him".
Maggie half smiled, and stood up "Now c'mon let's get you out of that dress..."
"This is something I'd like to see"

Maggie and Sam were startled by the voice that came from behind them, in the doorway of the tent. They both huddled together as a bigger balding man, stood licking his lips at them.
"Please don't stop on my account" He said holding his hands up in surrender. Maggie motioned for the knife on the floor, but the bigger man tutted and held out his gun "Not a smart idea..." he said pulling off the safety.
"Lookin' good Sammy" another voice said from behind the tent. Sam felt her heart stop when Dave came into view, with his usual cunning grin plastered over his face
"It may have taken a few weeks, but I found you... I knew I would"
Tony laughed as Dave casually scratched his forehead with the tip of his gun, as it were nothing. Tony moved forward, and moved a piece of hair from Maggies face. She swatted his hand away from her and he laughed again
"ooooo I like the farm girl" He said eagerly, grabbing Maggie by the arm so her and Sam weren't standing next to each other.
"Now, we can do this the easy way, or the hard way... your choice..." Dave began to talk, moving in towards Sam so he was inches away from her face and she could feel his breath on her
"I need to have a good old chat with your redneck boyfriend, where is he?"

Rick could feel the tension rising in the air as Daryl and Shane stared each other down "Ya know, I could always go and check on her if ya want? I'm sure she needs a shoulder to cry on..."
Shane suggested which made Daryl scrunch his fists together. Rick was about to intervene before anything could happen when all of a sudden they heard guns firing near the house, followed by screams.

All three men bolted towards the chaos which was unveiling outside the farm house expecting to see a heard of Walkers but instead it was the men from the warehouse. Rick saw Lori had Carl clung to her side, with her gun pointed forward as a man approached her on the balcony.
"LORI! CARL!" Rick screamed, making his way up the stairs leaving Daryl and Shane by themselves.

Beth's squeals caught both Daryl and Shanes attention as a young man, was dragging her on the ground by her hair. Shane tackled him from the side, bringing Beth down with them. Daryl helped her to her feet as Shane continued to punch the kid in the face, which they now knew to be Randal. Beth was crying into Daryl's chest as he went from watching Shane beat the crap out of the kid, to Andrea shooting down a man who was heading for Carol. Daryl was looking for one person and one person only. He spun Beth around violently, holding her by the shoulders so she wouldn't fall "Where is Sam?!" He yelled over all the gun fire. Beth opened her mouth but nothing came out so he shook her
"WHERE IS SAM!" he repeated.
Finally, Beth lifted her finger in the direction of Sam's tent "Maggie went after her" she stuttered. Glenn ran to Beth's side as Daryl pushed her away from him, a bit too hard but right now he didn't care, he was sprinting towards her tent.
"That's enough!" Glenn yelled down at Shane and Randall's bloodied face "Ya gonna kill him" Glenn said, shoving Shane in the back who got up, wiping the sweat from his face
"And why the hell shouldn't I kill him? What do ya think they came here to do?!" Shane said with a bit too much thought.

Dave and Tony had both the girls, bringing them towards the huge fight erupting from in front of the farm house
"DADDY!" Maggie yelled as Hershel was hit in the back of the back with the end of a gun, making him fall to the ground.
"Shut up!" Tony yelled back at her, slapping her hard across the face making her fall to her knees. Sam and Maggie stared at each other and the chaos surrounding them – they were trapped, cornered, no one was going to be able to save them.
Sam nodded lightly down at Maggie and she knew what she meant. Maggie pulled out her leg, making Tony fall down the ground as well, letting go of his gun. As this happened, Sam stomped down on Dave's foot making him yelp with pain and once he let go of her arm, she elbowed him straight into the nose.
"QUICK! RUN!"
Maggie got to her feet and grabbed the gun. Sam tried to follow after her, but Dave was too quick and he grabbed her by the air, making her fall back into her ass with a thud.
"RUN MAGGIE!" Sam yelled as Maggie stopped, beginning to run back "GET HER!" Dave yelled furiously at Tony, who was still on the ground.

Sam saw to the side, her friends fighting for their lives and there was nothing she could do to help. Dave was standing over her, pointing the gun down.
"Like I told ya before Sam, we'll always be together" he said as he leant his body down on hers so he was sitting on top of her hips. He ripped the black silk dress, so there was a tear down the sides of her legs
"Nothing' is gonna take you away from me, not again" He playfully said, stroking her face with the gun and then lead down her collar bone to her cleverage.

It all happened so quick – one moment Dave was on top of her, the next he was on the ground, cursing aloud.
"Get the hell away from her!"
Sam peered up as Daryl leant down next to her, as he looked down at Dave who now had an arrow sticking out of his leg.
Daryl had tackled Dave off Sam, and they had rolled into a fit of erratic punches to the face. At one stage, Dave had pushed Daryl up against the tree, and had his arm up over his throat choking him. But Daryl was too good, he had hit Shane in the gut, making him automatically let go and catch his breath. Daryl was landing punches left right and centre over Dave's face, but he wasn't going down easy. Finally they were on the ground again, blood pouring from cuts over both of their faces.
"YOU CAN'T HAVE HER!" Dave muttered breathlessly "WE'RE MEANT FOR EACHOTHER!" Daryl swung his hand again but Dave kept coming. Daryl was slowly starting to tire and yet again, Dave had him pinned up against the very same tree
"She's always gonna be mine!" Dave spat in his face "And she will have MY kid!" That was the last straw. Daryl managed to pull from the stash on his back an arrow and slammed into the side of Dave's leg.

"YOU SON OF A BITCH! Dave yelled out in pain, clutching his leg. Daryl leant down, helping Sam to her feet "Ya lucky that's all I did".
Sam held onto Daryl's hands as he looked into her eyes, while his other hand was pulling back her hair to see if she were hurt.
"I'm fine, I'm fine" she tried to tell him but he continued to check her over
"You saved me..." She said lightly and he finally stopped looking her over, and peered back into her eyes and nodded "Course I did" he replied.
Sam's smile widened and Daryl wondered why she was so happy
"I think you have hero complex" Sam teased him lightly "Oh yeah?" he asked rhetorically and Sam nodded thoughtfully "You're always saving me" she concluded.
Daryl half chuckled "Or maybe you just like getting ya self into situations where ya need to be saved... damsel in distress complex" He half joked and she smiled back.

But then Sam's expression turned unrecognisable, then to shock and excruciating pain. Daryl looked down at the arrow sticking through her abdomen, blooding gushing out.
Sam made a weird noise as she placed her hands over the wound, her breath was weakening. She fell forwards into Daryl's arms, and behind Dave stood, with his hand over his leg where the arrow had been and a determined look upon his face
"If I can't have Sam, no one can"

But before Dave could move another step, a bullet shot through his skull. Daryl battled with Sam's weight and he fell to his knees, still balancing her.
Shane stood a few metres away, the gun still pointed at Randal with a look on his face which Daryl had never seen before. But he didn't care.
"No..."
This couldn't be happening. Daryl said to Sam as she looked up into his eyes, gagging for breath. Shane ran to his side, as other voices were yelling in the distance.
"DO SOMETHIN! SHE'S DYIN!"
Shane snapped out of his trance, looking up to see Rick running at them "GET HERSHELL! SAM NEEDS HELP, SHE'S BLEEDIN' OUT!

Will Sam survive?
If she does, will she be the same?

Stay tuned.

Authors Note - Please review! I was so excited about writing this chapter, I came home from work and didn't stop.
It would mean so much to find out what everyone thought.

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